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[Prologue]Forever in your Hands[DavexReaderxJohn]
     I was only four years old when I moved from Marysville, Washington to Houston, Texas. We moved in next door to a couple of brothers, one about my age and the other in his twenties. They were both outside as my dad heaved out all of the furniture out of the back of his truck. The older brother offered help, which my father graciously agreed. The two adults shooed both me and the young boy to go play, which we did. Running after each other, playing hide and seek, we played a whole bunch that day.

    And every day after that. This young boy became my very best friend, and the one person I could tell anything to. We’re both 17 years
The Man in Pink 2p!England x Reader Chapter 11The Man in Pink
2p!England x Reader
Chapter eleven
Language and violence is in this be warned!~~~~~~~

"Ah Shit!" Alfred shouted before he fell due to the sudden impact.

Alfred then tried to get up when two hands were wrapped around his throat. He was struggling for air and then opened his eyes to see Oliver choking him while giving him a death glare. In defense Alfred managed to throw Oliver off of him.

Oliver was sent flying but he managed to land perfectly on him feet in a crouch position. All of the sudden a strange bluish-pink  aura.

"Dude what the hell are you doing! Are you trying to kill me?!" Alfred screamed at Oliver in rage.

O
AlliesxReader- Why (Songfic) The room was silent as the countries sat there, not knowing what to do. One month. One painful, torturous month had gone by since ______ died. So young, so talented and so amazing. And then she was gone. Was there anything they could have done, the Allies being her best friends? She had so much life ahead of her. _______ used to sing with the most beautiful voice in the whole town. She drew crowds form far and wide, all people wanting to hear this angel sing. And then she was gone. It was as if she was on stage, halfway through another beautiful song, and she just dropped the mic and left. Their worlds were as dark as hers had been all those
Waking up -AloisxReader- Part 2The rest of the schoolday was a day of confusion and embarrasment. Students were asking you if you were his girlfriend. You answered “No.” and at the same time Alois answered “Yes!~” resulting into you blushing again.
At the end of the school you kinda expected Alois to follow you home. But he suddenly left saying he had to take care of something. You blinked waved at him and walked home. While walking home you were in deep thought. ' Then it wasn't a dream after all? But how did I end up there? And how did I come back? Did I travel through space and time? No, no that's impossible.' you thought while shaking your head. Still thinking a you didn't watch where you were going and bumped into someone. "Aha! Sorry! Are you alright?" you asked and collected some groseries which had fallen out of the hands of the stranger. You looked up only to see."Hannah?!" you said stunned while staring. "Hello, it's been a while." she said while smiling at you a little. "What
Arthur in the Middle pt. 4
Arthur stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist and another he was currently using to dry his hair, it was a Saturday afternoon, fairly late, and Arthur was getting ready for his first official date with Alfred, and saying that he was nervous....was quite an understatement...

A few days before, Alfred had suggested to them having an actual date with no worry about them getting caught. Arthur felt that was an excellent idea. Ever since they started their relationship it was hell for them to try and hide it everywhere they went in fear of Francis finding out about them.

But now with Francis gone, they found that they ar
Repairing the shattered feeling.A little boat calmly swayed on the waters of the huge bay. The sky felt heavy and the dark clouds seemed to merge with the sea on the horizon. Around the bay, the mountains stood still, resisting the cold and howling at the light breeze that ran through their valleys.
Suddenly, breaking the dreamy and numbing feeling, a line of white light branched, bursting the dim lit skies. Then, the foreseeable thunder made itself heard, powerfully resonating. What a wondrous sound it made. It sounded like it wanted to repair the skies and scold the reckless lightning.
Now, the thunder has faded, the night as fallen and the boat, finally free of its moori
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JeffxMasky cap.7Ocho años despues, en el extraño bosque, hay marcas extrañas talladas en los troncos de los arboles, bolsas colgandos en las ramas, al parecer que su contenido hay cadaveres de animales o de personas (?), pero lo mas profundo del bosque, habia una cabaña abandonada, mas bien parecia una masion por su tamaño, dentro de unas de las habitaciones, se encuentra un chico de cabello castaño oscuro, el esta soñando, al parecer se trataba de una pesadilla, no dejaba de gemir, hasta que de golpe se desperto por completo, su respiracion es muy agitada, luego, comenzo a calmarse poco a poco...
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Facts about Erika! (Plus an updated profile :3)Updated Profile:

Denmark the 2nd
Name: Erika Densen
Age: 16
Birthday: November 5th
Parent(s): Mikkel Densen (Denmark), Siobhan Kelly (Ireland)
Likes: Baking/Eating pastries, hiking, sailing, cycling, modern art, soccer, music and goats.
Dislikes: Awkward situations, sitting still, not doing anything, hot weather and sour foods (like lemons).
Gender: Female
Height: 5'5
Weight: 56 kg
Hair colour: Light brown
Eye colour: Dark blue
Nationality: Danish-Irish
Languages: English, Danish, Very little Gaelic

Erika is a playful, over-dramatic, hyperactive yet friendly girl. She loves meeting new people and making new friends. She's quite friendly. Sh
Lie's poptropica fanfic chapter 5  While waiting too see who would be a perfect match everyone had  began to get hungry, So White  Comet ordered up some pizza and they were now sitting at the dinning room table chatting away. "so do you guys wanna head to the beach with us on friday?" Happy Sun asked,"we rented a beach condo and its way to big for us to go alone" she smiled. "sure, I dont see why not" White Comet exclaimed looking at Mordred who grinned and said "hey, my schedule free!." "Great! we'll all meet at-" Happy Sun was cut off as the computer screen began to flash and let out a noise as if it were going to blow up. Each of them exchanged glances and all walked over
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His eyes ached as he lay on the strange, cold surface that seemed to cover him from all sides. A strange sound, slightly muffled but still sharp made its way to his ears, making him attempt to open his eyes. It pained him greatly and he yelped sharply as he tried.

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My Fair Lady... Part One(This is a fanfiction based off of the anime, Black Butler. Most of the beginning is based off episode 12. It has a twist where, instead of leaving Drocell on the ground to die, Sebastian picks him up and teaches him to be a good butler.)    
"...It's not all over, it appears." Sebastian said to Ciel as the doll stood up.
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"I can understand. You see, he's merely one heck of a butler." Sebastian smiled as he crept closer to the slowing doll.
"Mas...ter..." He opened the door and fell straight down. Sebastian ran over and caught him. He gently set the doll down on the floor and quickly picked up the straw on the ground.
"Go on ahead." He said to Ciel as h
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Get a LifeGet a life.
The argument for those more socially acceptable.
But what if I don't want a single life?
I play games and have multiple.
One day I am a medieval knight on a holy pilgrimage.
The next I fight in the front lines of our greatest wars.
And on another I'm a musician.
All these lives put together,
I have more than you.
A fully augmented human being.
These are my lives.
And I can't wait to get another.
1-Up.
With each passing wordWith each word said,
And each sentence made.
It hurts more,
Never ending hurt.
My smile is fake,
But I keep my smile for you.
You need a happy brother,
Not a sad one that'll just bring you down.
I'll always protect you.
But in the end,
I'll never be happy.
Because I'm finding it hard to cope,
The hand so carefully placed on the trigger.
I hope you have a good life, baban.
I will love you always.
3 Years On3 Years on and I still remember you.
The days we spent laughing and talking,
I know we fought sometimes,
But when we needed eachother we were there.
I loved you always, from infant to teen.
Then you were taken. I was just 13.
I miss you with each day that passes.
Requescat in pace, mama.
You were loved by many.
Hated by few.
Respected by all.

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Nostalgia

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Nostalgia

I was walking around my house trying to find something to do. The sound of rain smashing against the window was just a depressing noise that I wanted to drown out with my laughter. I had nothing to entertain myself, the tele had nothing good on and I wasn't able to reach the fridge. I sat on the sofa and crossed my arms for about an hour. Then I hear my door open. Who could this be? I am home alone so could it be my mommy?

I rushed to the door and yes it was my mother and she had a quite large black bag and told me to take it upstairs and open it. I was curious to ask what was in there but I decided to find out for myself.

I rushed up the stairs holding the bag. When I reached my room I gently layed it on my bed and opened it. My eyes couldn't believe it. They were shocked beyond all belief. I reached in to the bag and pulled out my very first gaming console. The SEGA Genesis. Oh it was beautiful, I screamed in surprise and my mother rushed up to help me plug the Genesis in to my tele. After all the technical stuff was over, I reached in to the bag and pulled out one of the many games that were with it. I pulled out JURASSIC PARK [RAMPAGE EDITION] And by God for me that was scary. I put that thing in and started playing. The graphics were amazing and I had no idea how to react to such beauty.

After a few hours of playing JURRASSIC PARK I decided to play another game. I reach in to the bag with my eyes closed and I pull out one of the best games ever made. Sonic The Hedgehog. The original one baby. And played that thing until I was told it was bed time. Even after that I woke up, turned down the volume on my tele and played some RoboCop Vs. Terminator.


I think back to those days every time I look at my Genesis. It lays at the foot of my bed and I remember those days where I was 5 and I was playing these games like they were some kind of drug. And this has followed me in to today. I play Xbox games now. But they can't replace what the Genesis did. Oh it was a thing of beauty indeed.
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One of those child memories that you shed a happy tear for.
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*Sandwhisper Oct 14, 2011  Student General Artist
Quite a thing of beauty nostalgia is... gosh, I can imagine you doing that.
I get nostalgia a lot looking at some of my old Pokemon games... or at my old drawings...
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~Sad-Panda-46 Oct 14, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
It's brilliant. c:
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Mood: Delighted ~Ember14 Oct 14, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
That is really cute. ^^
I don't ever get nostalgia like that about things so good for you on this! 8D
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